I guess it's a reference to The Varangian guard, Nordmen who served as the elite guardsmen to the Byzantine emperor. All the way from Scandinavia, men joined the Varangian guard. I recall the earlier guardsmen being untrustworthy because of their disloyalty, so the emperor hired the most badass and the best to serve him loyally.
So to my conclusion, that piece of lyrics is about the Varangian guard, guarding the court of the prince, being convincing and fearsome to the outsiders or enemies, trustworthy defender to the people and friends.
Please do correct if I remember something totally wrong.

Well, I have a doubt about the word "PINT" ,I need another word to try to understand that word, because for example in the phrase "I stand up and raise my PINT up high, I can´t understand the real meaning of the word Pint, in spanish is something like "Pinta" but that word is something strange for me, so if you have another word in english or spanish to understand it, please, write it for me.

@ _Valkiria_ :- A pint is a glass of beer/mead/brew or whatever the vikings had. So he's reffering to lifting his glass of brew up in the air in a tribute sort of thing to the "empty stools".

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ok, thank you so much, now I understand pefectly the meaning, so in some phrases is very complicated for me give a sense to the songs because in the dicctionary you can´t find the real meaning of some words, so thanks for your help!!!!!

Well, I have a doubt about the word "PINT" ,I need another word to try to understand that word, because for example in the phrase "I stand up and raise my PINT up high, I can´t understand the real meaning of the word Pint, in spanish is something like "Pinta" but that word is something strange for me, so if you have another word in english or spanish to understand it, please, write it for me.

By the North we have our stoves
The man of blizzards is well known
Our hands are tempered by the night of the blades
Of faith and gallantry beats our glowing heart

Raise your head, oh prisoner of the night, though the yoke lies on you
We come, we break the bars on your way
The North is the land of braves, not slaves
The word of the Lord drives them to a heroic quest

It in Breitenfeld the noble Pappenheim underwent
And Kronenberg got a chink in his armor
Fire ate the Beard of Tilly at Lech
Blood sealed the work of our king Lützen

And from the edges of North our rush is brought
And the grape and the blood will make it glow
Our horns sound, To Battle!
Forward! Smite, strike! God's our fortress

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The rest is mainly in swedish, the finnish bits are the same, just translated.
Hope I'm not twisting them too badly. :/

And the last bitHakkaa päälle Pohjan Poika!
Is a traditional warcry of the finnish Hakkapeliitta's, literally it means 'Strike on, Son of the North!"

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